I wait for you to see through the scenery

As a result, this evening's physical training was not more successful than usual, because the runner who accompanied him was not as physically strong as the main general.

"Jia! You, you bastard, you are a big drag!..." Zhou Yao bent over and gasped and complained frantically, then laughed.

Qu Jia lay down first, lying on the black cinder track of their No. [-] middle school playground, with the blue sky above his head, and gold stars dancing in his eyes.

"Damn it, I'm so fucking tired..." Qu Jia gasped.

"Do you know how tired I am from playing the game?" Zhou Yao bent over and gasped at Qu Jia, pinching the other's face, "I didn't run around stupidly, I still had to look in all directions, I still had to look for the ball, I was so tired that I vomited !"

"Why don't you play football..." Qu Jia put an arm across his face, exhausting his uncle to death.

Zhou Yao stretched out his hand and creaked it under his armpit. Qu Jia "ah" had to hide, and dragged Zhou Yao to the ground, covered in cinders.

Qu Jia covered his lower abdomen with one hand.

Zhou Yao: "What's wrong? Stomach pain?"

Qu Jia: "Well, a little bit."

Zhou Yao: "You don't breathe evenly, and you tend to have stomach pains. Can you rub it for me?"

As soon as Zhou Yao stretched out his hand to cover it, Qu Jia pulled his hand away and pressed the edge of the T-shirt.

Why do two people running together seem more tiring than running alone?Later, I figured out the reason. It was because there was that person by my side, and my heart was not at peace.

The heart beats crazily too fast, the surrounding magnetic field is not right, and both of them run out of breath, wheezing and wheezing... We must never run together in the future.

Later, when school was over in the evening the next day, and the school team did not arrange a training camp, Qu Jia walked up behind Zhou Yao and said, "I called Tang Zheng, and I will help you practice."

By the track of the playground, Tang Zheng was wearing a round neck shirt and sports trousers.

"Why didn't you take off your pants?" Zhou Yuan shouted from afar.

"To play with a third-rate player like you, why don't you take off your clothes?" Tang Zheng tilted his head, laughing aloud, "I can give you a lap even if I run in a cotton coat."

"Then I don't have to take it off." Zhou Yao said.

"You have to take it off, your ass is heavy, your thighs are heavy, you can't even run, take it off!" Tang Zheng laughed at him.

Zhou Yao took off the cumbersome school uniform, and inside was pure white jersey and shorts. This is his perennial equipment, and it suits him best. It actually looks much better than the green, white, green and white Frog Prince school uniform.

Tang Zheng squatted on the track line, instructing Zhou Yao, starting from the basic movements of short-distance variable-speed running and back-and-forth running, and slowly correcting them.

"I'll go... I haven't practiced basic skills well since I was a child." Zhou Yao opened his mouth halfway.

"You just know?" Tang Zheng said, "It's because you didn't practice with me when you were young."

"Running like this...then I was too slow to turn around before?" Zhou Yao said.

"Using the words of our track and field coaches, your pi is too heavy, and your head grows big. Do people with high IQs have big heads? Every time, your head goes first, and centrifugal force makes your tummy Still left behind..." Tang Zheng said.

Zhou Yao had just returned from the 3x25 meter sprint, his eyes were straightened, and he subconsciously covered his tummy, so he couldn't be left behind.

Sitting on the sidelines, Qu Jia laughed out loud: Listen to your nonsense.

"Hey, it's like the two-section bus on the streets of Beijing. Every time it makes a turn at the intersection, the first half of the section has passed, and the middle is dragged between the intersections, and then the lights change. Half a car is still dragging at the intersection! It's you, Zhou Yao!" Tang Zheng laughed.

Zhou Yao was so damaged that he didn't have the energy to run, and wanted to kick Tang Zheng in the face, you bitch.

Involuntarily, Qu Jia's mind was led by Tang Zheng's rambunctious words, and his gaze followed Zhou Yao, just like he used to peek outside the barbed wire fence on the playground every night.There's no point in peeking now, same school, same class, same playground, same world... Let's just watch them openly.

As soon as the wind hit, he wrapped the loose jersey and shorts around Zhou Yao's body, outlining a very fit figure.Abs, waist, and thighs.

You have practiced hard in the past few years, right?The thighs are obviously thicker than before, with muscles, and seem to have scars...

Zhou Yao looks different from before.It used to be the white and thin kind, relatively thin, but now looking at the back, with broad shoulders, strong hips and long legs, it is almost the same as Tang Zheng's primitive beast.Of course, the part above Zhou Yao's neck is much more handsome than Tang Zheng.

Zhou Yao gasped while standing, Tang Zheng crouched in front of him, the two were studying technical issues.Tang Zheng said in a low voice: "Don't worry, it's just that your leg strength is a little weak, you can practice."

"Do I still need to practice my muscles?" Zhou Yao said.

"Do you have muscles, Yao'er?" Tang Zheng patted his thigh, "Look, I'm called a leg."

"Chicken thighs." Qu Jia couldn't bear it anymore, "Zhou Yao, don't become a chicken like him, he's too ugly."

"What do you know? You can only run in 10 seconds if you train like me." Tang Zheng glared, "Look at your Yao'er, the muscles are all trained on the buttocks, what's the use of such developed gluteus maximus? No wonder I see you tugging and tugging like a duck every time I run..."

Laughing like crazy.

The trio kept blackmailing each other, and laughed off a physical fitness training class.

Qu Jia stared at Zhou Yao's calf and sneakers for a long time, and then he looked away silently, a little ashamed.Zhou Yao is wearing white high-top socks, professional black football shoes, and a handsome bright silver on the upper. With this simple equipment, he can see the movement of "uniform temptation". His brain must be smashed out of the crater up...

In the end, Tang Zheng ran 100 meters twice for them.

The speed was really fast, too fast, a gust of wind passed by, and he ran roaring in the wind, his voice and explosive power were astonishing.The boys playing basketball on the edge of the playground all looked at this side intently, "That's Tang Zheng from the second grade of high school", "That's too awesome, is this a livestock?"

After Tang Zheng finished running, his smile appeared in the setting sun, and he shook his head at Qu Jia: "Jia, take off your clothes, come here."

Qu Jia sat on the sidelines and said the truth: "Do I need to take it off? I can't run anyway if I don't take it off."

Zhou Yao smiled, walked over, and stroked Qu Jia's hair.Tang Zheng smiled and said, "You're so lazy, you can go with your family Yao'er for a couple of trips!"

Who's Yao'er...

Could it be our family...

Qu Jia lowered his eyes and didn't want to speak anymore.

"Your lower body is too heavy, Jiajia, you are a big weight." Zhou Yao shook Qu Jia's shoulders, and started to play tricks again by "preparing for one, two, three".

"Our Jia has no chicken thighs or buttocks." Tang Zheng smiled, "He has no muscles on his body, look at that thin one. He only has a chicken voice, which is high-pitched and can crow!"

"Your uncle." Qu Jia was provoked, and when his face changed, he was about to leave violently.Just run away, who am I afraid of!

Qu Jia took off his outer trousers, and there was a pair of shorts inside, which he wore under his school uniform, which was convenient for playing basketball in physical education class.As soon as the two long legs were exposed, someone behind him began to whistle.

Qu Jia frowned and turned his head to take a look, who is so sloppy?

Zhou Yao whispered softly, "I played it."

Qu Jia: "..."

The two of them ran wildly, playing desperately for 100 meters, Tang Zheng shouted cheers from outside, go——

Their short-distance speeds are similar, and they are almost at the same pace. Zhou Yao can finally live up to the prestige of the school team and be a little faster.Facing the wind, eating the soil, the wind is flying fast, let the sweat pass through the back of the heart, and the dust is behind.The surrounding air became hot, and the air and heart were burning.

"I remember when I was young, you couldn't run as fast as me." Qu Jia suddenly said.

"I've been practicing, I've been moving forward!" Zhou Yao said confidently without looking at anyone, "I never stopped, I mean training."

Qu Jia was silent.

Yes, he seems to have been standing still, lingering in the memories of a few years ago, so he didn't step forward.He loved being in his shell all the time, standing behind that wall.In fact, I waited for a long time until the bright sunlight finally crossed the wall and sprinkled in front of me again, making the wall finally crumbling.

At that moment, there were many words that could not be said or dared to say in my heart, and I was gnashing my teeth to compete with each other. I was anxious, complained, and worried, and I didn't know which direction I could work hard.

Zhou Yao has also grown up.What made Zhou Yao stronger and stronger than before was not only the muscles on his waist and legs, but also his inner world.

……

Tang Zheng, an awesome and arrogant person, gave Zhou Yao a small training session to increase his physical fitness?

Is there anyone else in the school who can invite Uncle Tang Zheng's true self?

Whose face is Tang Zheng looking at?Whoever has face knows it in his own heart.Fa Xiao, don't the three of us have the closest relationship?Just like when the three of us started out.

When there is not much homework at night, Zhou Yao often goes to the store in Dongdaqiao, and that place becomes their stronghold.

"Are you here to play billiards?" Qu Jia lifted the curtain from the back room and saw Zhou Yao coming in.

"If you teach me to fight, I will fight." Zhou Yao said.

Qu Jia tilted his head, not knowing what to say.In summer, the clothes are very thin and see-through, which can always touch the flesh.Zhou Yao seemed to deliberately keep the same style as him, and even came here wearing a tight hurdling vest and big underpants.Qu Jia glanced at Zhou Yao's upper body, held back for a long time, and said, "Do you know why I usually wear a black vest?"

Zhou Yao: "Why?"

Qu Jia: "Because black is not easy to show prominent spots."

"..." Zhou Yao quickly lowered his head to look for himself, tight-fitting, white vest, no bumps, who is fine to look so carefully? ...was actually teased.

Qu Jia turned his head and walked to the next door. Zhou Yao reached out to Qu Jia's armpit to pinch and pinch.Qu Jia dodged suddenly, his itchy flesh was touched again, frowning in displeasure, he took two steps and fled to the video room next door, followed by Zhou Yao.

Sister Fang leaned against the door and gave Tang Zheng a meaningful look, "Oh, Xiao Zhou, is he your friend or Qu Jia's friend?"

Tang Zheng said: "Sister, what do you think, what do you think?"

Sister Fang laughed: "I think you are like a matchmaker, are you a big matchmaker?"

"No, no, no." Tang Zheng seriously disregarded the relationship, "It's nothing to do with me. They've known each other for a long time, and they hooked up with each other. They wear a pair of trousers, so they have an ironclad relationship. gone."

"Really?... We've known each other for a long time?" The elder sister's eyes were in disbelief. What kind of person could Qu Jia have a "solid relationship" with?That Zhou Yao must not be an ordinary person, not a friend in the ordinary sense.

The two people next door were also gossiping.

"Hey," Zhou Yao blinked, "Is Tang Zheng and that sister a couple?"

"Ah?" Qu Jia looked at him, "No."

"No such thing..." Zhou Yao hummed softly, "Then what?"

"What?" Qu Jia asked back.

"That's all." Zhou Yao smiled embarrassingly, "I think the two of them are quite suitable, so what?"

What is it and what is it, neither of them said those words, pretending to be stupid.They all turned their faces away and looked away. Their bodies were a little hot, and their arms were static when they touched each other.

Physiological and hygienic vocabulary that I dared to talk about when I was in elementary school, now that I have grown up, I no longer talk about it casually, and I feel ashamed when I understand people.

Zhou Yao asked: "Did Tang Zheng not have a girlfriend in school?...Or outside school?"

Qu Jia said, "No, I haven't seen it."

Zhou Yao: "What about you?"

Qu Jia: "..."

"No, who should I hand over to?" Qu Jia said expressionlessly.

There are obvious muscle lines on Zhou Yao's arms, which are stretched and fit, just like Qu Jia's own arm lines.This is the youthful, masculine figure of a 16-year-old boy.So, now it's no longer possible to cling to each other like before, and it's nothing like that.

He really wanted to hide...

After Zhou Yao's school team training, sometimes there was no dinner at home, so he ran directly to Dongdaqiao to eat a bowl of noodles at the "California Beef Noodle King" next to the billiard hall.

This so-called California beef noodles has nothing to do with California being a fart. Yankees don't eat this kind of beef noodles at all.In Beijing at that time, all kinds of foreign names and shops were popular, and it seemed like a new round of Westernization Movement was launched.As long as it has something to do with foreign flavors, it will become popular, and people in the society will flock to it, regardless of whether it is real or fake.Clothing shops on the street should be called "Nabike", hair salons should be called "Elena King", only "Remy Martin" can be ordered for drinking, "Marlboro" must be ordered for smoking, and "Playboy" must be posted on the left chest of the T-shirt The little rabbit logo, and a "crocodile" on the waist belt... The whole city is rustic.

Zhou Yao ate this beef noodles just to have a table with Qu Jia and Tang Zheng.There was a newly opened KFC across the street, but Qu Jia didn't like to go there. Zhou Yao consciously refused to go after he mentioned "too expensive".

He likes to come to the small shop in Dongdaqiao, because it has the familiar atmosphere of fireworks and his childhood memories.Moreover, Sister Fang, Tang Zheng and others were all very kind to him, warm and generous.

On the evening of the weekend, Zhou Yao walked over again, and Sister Fang pointed her eyes: "Then who is watching the video in the room, you go in, the new Hong Kong film, Chow Yun-fat."

"Ah, thank you sister!" Zhou Yao said sweetly.

Sister Fang nodded to him in a heartfelt way, and never charged him money for watching videos and playing billiards, even Zhou Yao didn't lack the pocket money.

Zhou Yao went into the small dark room and took a look. Even with the lights off, he could see Qu Jia's profile with just a little bit of light from the screen.He went over and sat down: "I just finished training, I'm sweaty all over, I'm sorry."

There are quite a lot of people in the video hall, some young people, and even middle-aged men from nearby residential areas, watching movies after dinner.Movies starring Chow Yun-fat, Stephen Chow, Andy Lau, and Leslie Cheung are the hottest.

Silent, melancholy, quietly watching the hail of bullets, blood splattering, fighting and killing on the screen.

In fact, the heart is not quiet at all, every thought seems to be drawn to the soft flesh on the apex of the heart, and I don't want to talk...

Zhou Yao occasionally lowered his head to rub his thighs, and then put his legs on the stool in front of him and began to rub his calves.

Tang Zheng leaned over: "Have you smoked again?"

Zhou Yao said: "Today, I had cramps again during my quality training. I lay down on the playground for a long time. Our team Feifei and Chunchun carried me down."

Tang Zheng said: "It's so serious, do you lack something?... Are you lacking, Yao'er?"

Zhou Yao: "What am I missing?"

Tang Zheng: "Are you deficient in calcium? Or lack of salt?"

Zhou Yao scratched his feet and looked hard at the light: "My feet are blistered again... Ah... It hurts... Whoops..."

Tang Zheng went out of the house and came back again. He took a few gauze-wrapped things that looked like traditional Chinese medicine bags: "Yaoer, you will use this medicine bag to soak your feet in the future. Chinese herbal medicine is very effective. I use it often. Every night Soak in hot water for half an hour before going to bed."

Zhou Yao was about to thank you thousands of dollars, when Tang Zheng's small eyelids rolled up: "Jia asked me to get it for you."

Zhou Yao hurriedly turned his head. Qu Jia was standing at the door of the house just now, turned around and left.

Tang Zheng smiled softly: "Cough, there is a neighbor in their compound who works in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Three generations of old Chinese medicine practitioners in the family helped to prescribe the medicine packs for soaking feet. It's very good. You can use it. When you're done, you can ask him directly for it." !"

The hail of guns and bullets on the screen finally came to an end, and the protagonist began to show his tenderness.In the dark video room, Qu Jia came in again, took a foot bath, adjusted the hot water, and stuffed it on the corner in front of Zhou Yao: "Your feet still hurt?...Do you want to soak your feet?"

Qu Jia squatted at Zhou Yao's feet, the light was very dim, the two raised their eyes and looked at each other, they couldn't see the expression in each other's eyes clearly, and they felt more relaxed if they couldn't see clearly.Qu Jia pulled the sole of his foot: "Or the original one?"

"It turns out that it's calloused and hardened. This is a new big blister! It hurts~" Zhou Yao groaned.

"Soak your feet first to soften the skin, and pick out the blisters later," Qu Jia said.

"It hurts, it hurts, I can't walk anymore..." Zhou Yao cried bitterly and acted coquettishly.

So Zhou Yao took a hot foot bath with Chinese herbal medicine. He finished watching the video while soaking his feet, and felt comfortable physically and mentally.

The idlers are gone.Sister Fang and Tang Zheng were just behind the door curtain, one stuck out half of its head from the left side of the door frame, and the other half its head out from the right, staring at the spectacle.

Qu Jia squatted at Zhou Yao's feet, sterilized a needle with a lighter, pulled Zhou Yao's foot carefully, squinted his eyes carefully, and picked out the big blister.Then use a cotton ball to suck out the effusion, leaving the layer of skin, and bandage it cleanly.

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